Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts Chapter 5437 Enraging

Chapter 5437 Enraging

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The Silver Hair Void Crusher’s attack contained the power of his divine throne, and it was incredibly powerful. Yet, as the powerful force surged forth, a broadsword etched with ancient runes intercepted it. Not only did the blade halt the attack, but it also absorbed and dispersed the shockwaves, leaving the battlefield unnervingly calm.

Long Chen and the others had been bracing themselves, wondering how they would withstand such an impact. In Long Chen’s weakened state, enduring this kind of attack was unthinkable. Beside him, Tang Wan-er was equally vulnerable as she was still pale from using a forbidden technique. Even so, Long Chen instinctively pulled her behind him, s.h.i.+elding her with his own body.

This was Long Chen’s nature. As long as he had even a sliver of strength left, he would never let harm come to his woman. Seeing that everything was within Ye Lingkong’s control, he sighed in relief.

Watching Long Chen place himself in harm’s way despite his dire state, Tang Wan-er felt both moved and pained. She had thought that utilizing this forbidden technique would allow her to protect him, but the reality fell short of her expectations.

In truth, Tang Wan-er’s strength wasn’t lacking. The problem was the enemy she faced. The Silver Hair Void Crusher wasn’t just any foe; he was one of Lord Brahma’s eight great divine commanders, a position that symbolized unparalleled might.

At this moment, the Silver Hair Void Crusher growled in frustration, pressing down with his Divine Commander Blade. However, no matter how much force he exerted, he couldn’t move Ye Lingkong’s broadsword.

“Shadow power?! You are from the Shadow race?!” the Silver Hair Void Crusher exclaimed, startled.

Ye Lingkong’s expression looked calm as he held the broadsword with a single hand, a strange, swirling aura enveloping him. He replied, “What race I’m from isn’t important. What is important is that you are heavily wounded, and the Wind G.o.d’s power has damaged the core of your divine throne. Have you not noticed your throne starting to tremble? If you don’t stop now, your throne might abandon you. Then the name of the eight great divine commanders will no longer have anything to do with you.”

This swirling aura around Ye Lingkong resembled an invisible vortex, continuously siphoning energy from the surroundings—even drawing away some of the Silver Hair Void Crusher’s strength.

“Shadow race?” Long Chen’s mind raced. Was Ye Lingkong truly from the Shadow Race? His surname, Ye, meaning night, stirred a memory within Long Chen—The Heartless Wind Moon, Feng Xinyue. The Shadow of the Night, Ye Wusheng. Could Ye Lingkong be connected to Dong Mingyu’s master, the legendary a.s.sa.s.sin feared across the nine heavens and ten lands?

The Silver Hair Void Crusher’s eyes blazed with fury. “Even if my divine throne is shaking, I can still kill you!”

Ye Lingkong smirked. “That’s ambitious. But let me remind you—I am the left emissary of the Wind G.o.d. I can channel more of the Wind G.o.d’s power than even a divine daughter. If Tang Wan-er’s power alone could damage your throne, what do you think I could do? At your peak, perhaps you might have stood a chance. But now? You’re just wasting my time. I don’t like working for nothing, and I know that I can’t kill you. Do yourself a favor and leave before you embarra.s.s yourself further.”

“You...!” The Silver Hair Void Crusher roared in frustration, slamming his Divine Commander Blade down repeatedly. Yet, no matter how many times he struck, he couldn’t shake Ye Lingkong.

Before coming here, he had meticulously prepared to deal with Long Chen, whom he viewed as cunning and unpredictable. But despite his caution, he had been severely injured.

Huo Linger’s earlier attack had struck him with the combined might of the Yan Xu Flame, the Sun Flame, the Moon Flame, the Ice Soul Divine Flame, and countless other flames—many of which ranked within the top ten of the Heavenly Flame Ranking. Even he, a divine commander, couldn’t completely suppress the residual flame laws burning within his body.

For now, his divine throne had suppressed them, but the cost was immense. His clash with Tang Wan-er had further destabilized his injury, leaving him gravely wounded once more.

He had never imagined that a mere girl could channel such pure divine energy, let alone harm the core of his throne. This throne, imbued with its own will, was loyal only to Lord Brahma. To put it frankly, it was a gift to the divine commanders. If the Silver Hair Void Crusher faltered, it would erase his seal, essentially crippling him, and then find a different divine commander candidate.

The thought sent chills down his spine. This divine throne was an opportunity that he had waited countless years to obtain, so he naturally didn’t dare to risk it.

“You... Just you wait!” The Silver Hair Void Crusher pointed at Long Chen, gnas.h.i.+ng his teeth. He had never hated someone so much in his life.

“Last time you said the same thing! Just leave already,” Long Chen shot back, his voice dripping with mockery. “Seriously, go back and train properly. Every time you show up, you end up more pathetic than before. If your parents saw this, they’d be heartbroken.”

“You...!” The Silver Hair Void Crusher’s face turned crimson with rage, and a sudden cough sent blood splattering from his lips. His throne quivered ominously as the wounds inflicted by Huo Linger flared up again.

“If you’re leaving, then just go,” Long Chen continued, his sneer unwavering. “But don’t leave a b.l.o.o.d.y mess. It’s disgusting.”

In truth, Long Chen was on the verge of attacking the Silver Hair Void Crusher. However, he knew that actually killing this idiot would be impossible. As long as that throne was present, even if this idiot was at the end of his rope, even Ye Lingkong wouldn’t be able to stop him from leaving.

Thus, Ye Lingkong couldn’t be bothered to attack him, knowing that it would be in vain.

“All of you just wait!” the Silver Hair Void Crusher roared, vanis.h.i.+ng.

He had to immediately heal his injuries. Moreover, he was afraid he would die from rage if Long Chen’s vicious mouth struck again.

“How curious. Why didn’t that group of fools show up?” asked Long Chen.

In theory, those experts outside the Wind Domain Battlefield should have immediately come here. However, other than them, there was no one here.

“That idiot set up a divine barrier, so no one but me could enter. He was quite unlucky. This divine barrier exhausted an enormous amount of divine energy,” replied Ye Lingkong, shrugging.

In other words, the Silver Hair Void Crusher’s greed had backfired. He had intended to trap the Earth Cauldron with this barrier, but it had weakened him significantly, making him vulnerable to Long Chen and Tang Wan-er’s attacks.

After all, Lord Brahma’s eight great divine commanders were renowned for their unmatched strength. For one of them to be reduced to such a pitiful state by two disciples was nothing short of astonis.h.i.+ng. Alas, the Silver Hair Void Crusher’s greed ran deeper than antic.i.p.ated.

“He’s dispelled the barrier. Those people are going to arrive soon,” said Ye Lingkong, his tone calm yet decisive. “I’d rather not waste time dealing with them, so I’ll take everyone back. Long Chen, will you be joining us, or...?”

“I won’t be,” replied Long Chen, shaking his head. “I’m heading southwest. Once I cross a stream of chaotic s.p.a.ce, I’ll reach the Dragon Domain.”

Long Chen then turned to Tang Wan-er, his gaze softening. Tang Wan-er was also reluctant to part ways with him, but she knew that he had to rejoin with the Dragonblood warriors. Swallowing her reluctance, she offered him a few final words of encouragement.

Long Chen bade farewell and flew southwest by himself, vanis.h.i.+ng from sight.

“Let’s move,” Ye Lingkong commanded. With a wave of his hand, the s.p.a.ce around them distorted, enveloping the group. In the next instant, they disappeared.

A moment later, countless experts charged over from every direction, but they were one step too late. All that greeted them was a desolate battlefield—its silence a stark contrast to the battle that had raged moments before.